The Omnistore System

Chapter 226 Showtime

“You sure you won’t suffocate by it?” Keyara asked, her tone concerned. She positioned herself with her butt on top of his chest, just inches away from sitting directly on it, her feet positioned near her shoulders as she gradually lowered her thighs toward his face.

Kevin was pumped, eyeing her massive thighs, each one bigger than his mug. After some chatting and munching, he somehow convinced her to plop down on his face. At first, she wasn’t keen, but with a little pushing, she agreed, though she kept her leggings on, which was part of her armor barely a few millimeters thick. While her thighs bigger than his face who her legging hugged tightly, showcasing every muscle on flexed, but when she relaxed, they looked pretty regular but still quite muscular then normal and hot—wide and a bit toned, giving off a sly vibe.

Those tempting thighs were about to land on his face, but he couldn’t wait to feel them against his skin. Yet, he settled for the clothed option and assured her, “No worries, I can hold my breath for ages. If you till have doubt just think of my face as a comfy seat.”

Keyana was still a bit unsure despite Kevin’s words about her thighs being perfect. To prove herself wrong, she agreed to sit on his face. Seeing his eager face between her thighs, she felt a sense of confidence and teasingly remarked, “Well, here I am, my handsome seat.” She smirked and finally pressed her thighs against his face, allowing him to breathe through the gap between them. While her vagina touching his lips, she slowly put all of her weight on his face.

With his hands supporting her weight beneath her butt, she wasn’t completely settled, but the illusion was there—she felt like she was sitting on his face, and he seemed to be enjoying it. It wasn’t just an illusion; Kevin genuinely reveled in it. She could hear the soft touches of his face against her thighs and the heavy inhalations of her scent. “You weren’t lying. You truly like them,” Keyara remarked, visibly surprised but sporting a wide smile.

“I don’t lie,” Kevin lied, squeezing her butt and brushing his nose against her thighs, pressing them gently to his face.

Keyara, regaining her confidence, smirked and shifted her weight, supported by Kevin’s hands and face. He savored every moment. “It’d be even better if they were bare, then I could feel them directly,” he murmured, planting kisses on the inner part of her thighs near her vagina, causing her to shiver slightly.

Keyara appeared intrigued as he mentioned it and cautiously moved her thighs on his cheek, letting him feel them. “I could take this legging off if you want, but it feels like I’m the only one giving here. If you want that, maybe you should do something too, right?”

“Really? You’d take off this legging?” Kevin asked, excitement coloring his tone as he fondled her butt and pressed her buttocks together. He continued before she could answer. “How about I give you a good orgasm? It wouldn’t be like having sex, as you had said I can’t do that, but I can give you one orgasm if you want?”

Keyara looked intrigued, wondering how he planned to achieve that despite not engaging intimately. She asked, “And how are you going to do that?”

“I’m proficient in a variety of ways— by pussy, asshole, nipples, lips, thighs, or feet—just say the word, and I’ll make it happen with any of them,” Kevin said, smiling and lightly biting, enough to create a tingling sensation without causing pain.

Keyara considered his options seriously, taking a moment to ponder. After a couple of seconds, she said, “I can let you work with my thighs as they’re within the bargain. For lips, I can give you a kiss, but as my sister’s boyfriend, that’s where it ends—I can’t kiss my sister’s boyfriend even if you both are just together for sex . As for my vagina, forget about even looking at it. So, the only thing left…” She looked at him with a smug smile. “Nipples. Luckily for you, they’re not sensitive in the least. If you don’t have another plan, you can attempt to make me orgasm with them. I can’t guarantee it’ll work, but if you show enough progress, I’ll grant you one minute with my bare thighs.”

Keyara peered down at him between her thighs, exuding confidence, feeling her ego surge as she attempted to assert dominance by positioning her body between them. But Kevin smirked and suddenly rose, catching her off guard. As she sat on him, she fell backward onto the makeshift bed, her tone surprised. Yet, due to Kevin holding her, she didn’t feel any pain—just the shock of the sudden turn of events. His face was now on top of hers, her legs raised high in the air, his hands holding them in place.

“Shall we start if you’re ready?” Kevin shifted his hands from her legs, opting instead to keep them raised with his own legs in between, leaning over her. Her golden eyes met his gaze. Unlike the usual fair skin of her family, she sported a slightly sun-kissed brown complexion, hinting at a touch of tan that accentuated her muscular features. Her tightly braided hair framed her face, adding to her allure.

His gaze lingered on her chest, taking in the prominence of her breasts. “Yours are even bigger than your grandma’s,” he remarked, comparing her size to those he’d encountered before. The largest he’d seen belonged to someone named Maria, with Viana’s following closely behind. Upon closer inspection, Keyara’s breasts ranked second, and for her frame, they didn’t seem overly large—just a standard size. On Viana and Maria’s frames, they appeared a bit more conspicuous, but their curvaceous bodies balanced their proportions.

For Keyara, her already ample breasts, comparable to Maria’s, didn’t seem out of place; they fit perfectly with her muscular physique. They appeared natural, soft, plump, with a slight sag, and their dark pinkish nipples were located a bit lower. The shape wasn’t just round; it had a mixture of roundness and wideness, exuding an incredibly seductive vibe. They were big, so much so that even his two hands couldn’t fully encompass them.

He continued to hold them, squeezing gently while she blushed slightly, giving him permission to do so. With a flushed face, she asked, “They don’t look too big because of my height and body, but they are big. You do like them, right?” She teased, “Since they’re big.”

Kevin smirked at her teasing and buried his face between them. Playfully shaking his head between her breasts, he said, “I don’t like everything big—like a big dick or something—but I do like these big milkers of yours.”

“Delighted that you do,” Keyara responded with eagerness, feeling the touch of another man after months, if not years. And here was Kevin, claiming he could make her orgasm.

But Kevin wasn’t in a rush. He gently placed his hand on her legs. “First, you should hold me with this skull crushers of yours,” he advised, guiding her to wrap her legs around his waist. “Just like this… a bit tighter.”

Keyara, looking slightly puzzled, crossed her legs around him, tightening her hold, which brought him closer to her. Kevin relished the feeling of her thighs embracing him with a smile.

“Good, now please raise your arms for me,” Kevin requested. Keyara followed, lifting her arms high to reveal her hairless but muscular armpits. They were sculpted, not overly bulky, and Kevin observed, “You know, Keith has a thing for armpits. I’m pretty sure she would like yours a lot.”

Keyara made a strange expression and asked with a hint of disgust, “Really? Isn’t an armpit fetish kind of… gross?”

“I don’t know, ask your sister. She seems the one to like them. I’ve even seen her licking other girls’ armpits, obviously when I was fucking that other girls,” Kevin remarked casually while examining her arms and armpits, then shifting his attention downward to her thighs.

Keyara appeared surprised. “You two seem to have a pretty colorful sex life. I’ve noticed she doesn’t even seem bothered by you having sex with Viana.”

Kevin smirked, grasping the band of her sports bra. “You could say that. As you should know, your sister likes girls. I was just an exception she gave a chance, and, well, got a bit addicted, you know.” His fingers traced the inside of her breasts, skimming the lower part, which felt slightly sticky and moist with her sweat.

Keyara nodded. “Yeah, I was also surprised when I found out about you two sleeping together.” She noticed Kevin’s gaze fixated on her bosom and inquired, “How did you even seduce her?”

“It was simple. Just offered her a deal for a threesome with another girl, and she was game,” Kevin replied casually, observing her nipple taking shape beneath the bra.

“Really, that easy?” Keyara’s surprise was evident. Seduction seemed to come quite easily with Viana, and it appeared to be the same with Keith; it felt like she was surrounded by easily swayed women.

“Yep, that easy,” Kevin affirmed, his focus lingering on her breasts. Despite having Keyara’s permission to touch her nipples by simply pulling the bra aside, he found himself hesitating. His fingers struggled to make contact, although Keyara felt a tingling sensation as her nipple gradually hardened beneath the fabric.

While Keyara’s thoughts drifted towards Keith, prompted by Kevin’s mention, her train of thought was interrupted when Kevin let out a sigh. “Enough now, it’s showtime,” he declared, seizing the band of her bra and pulling it upward.